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Fanfan, comme fanfan le surnom de notre grand-mère, elle est là dans nos gênes, dans nos actions, dans nos respirations, dans nos visualisations, il y a des parcours de vie, des destinées qui sont là, soit on décide de les écouter et d’aller de l’avant soit on décide de ne pas agir et de regretter. Ce son est une invitation à foncer, imaginez-vous en train de courir, personne ne vous freine, pas même la maladie car vous décidez de comprendre ce que le mal à dit. Fanfan comme Françoise, déesse de l’amour et du partage, décédée d’un cancer mais vivante dans le cœur de ses proches. Fanfan au quotidien, elle est spécialisée en sport santé. Galopez la vie est trop courte. TOUT EST DIT.

10h - Fanfan

Anti Hero

SUMMER 2025 MIX By DJ AlbertoG vol1

Taylor 114 CE (Strumming my guitar)
Logic Pro BeBop Organ (Playing my MIDI keyboard)
Logic Pro Classic Electric Piano (Playing my MIDI Keyboard)
Drums (EZ Drummer 3)
Bass (PG Music Real Track)
Vocals and Back up Vocals (me singing).
Copyright 2025 Joe Stroffolino
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Cover art:  photo of Halloween skeleton edited with Adobe stock images.
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Won’t You Please Just Go
Verse 1
It used to be that right and wrong were clear cut, black and white
And people had the courage still to stand and fight the good fight
It used to be that folks could bridge across the partisan divide
Do the right thing and set their differences aside
Now the tech bros want to colonize Mars, and create a brand-new utopia
And if you’re skeptical of their vision, you’re just a luddite with myopia
They’re dreaming of a world of like minds, a place with no dissent
But too much group think has a way of becoming malevolent

Chorus
Won’t you go, won’t you go, won’t you please just go
Get on that rocket ship and fly to Mars (good riddance)
You say you’ll build a better society on the fourth rock from the sun
But there’s lots of work on Earth that still needs to be done.

Verse 2
Columbus sailed west and began a bold new age of exploration
But life on a barren rock seems like a recipe for frustration
It’s easy to be seduced by all that science fiction snake oil
but once you get to Mars, it’ll be nothing but drudgery and endless toil

Bridge
Seems like there are better ways for billionaires to spend their cash
Than living in a tin can on Mars like high-tech trailer trash.
They say the higher you fly, the harder you can fall;
Why trade a living planet for a dusty red ball?

Verse 3
Things can get kind of messy down here on good old planet Earth
You can turn tail and and try to escape this place of humanities birth
You can wipe the slate clean but there’s something in our DNA
You can make people march in lockstep but eventually there will be hell to pay.


Chorus
Won’t you go, won’t you go, won’t you please just go
Get on that rocket ship and fly to Mars (good riddance)
You say you’ll build a better society on the fourth rock from the sun
But there’s lots of work on Earth that still needs to be done

Won't You Please Just Go (to Mars)

When the People's Voice is Silent
A song about when democracy fails and autocracy rules
The ballots turned to ashes,
the speeches turned to stone,
We traded truth for comfort,
and left the streets alone.
The banners stopped their waving,
the courts forgot their role,
And in the quiet darkness,
a strong hand took control.

When democracy fails,
and the tyrant writes the rules,
The wise are made to whisper,
and the children march as fools.
But fire still remembers,
and hearts refuse to lose,
Even when democracy fails,
and autocracy rules.

The press became a trumpet,
for power’s single song,
The prisons filled with voices,
who dared to call it wrong.
The law bent like a reed,
before the crown and gun,
The many bowed to one man,
and thought the fight was done.

When democracy fails,
and the tyrant writes the rules,
The wise are made to whisper,
and the children march as fools.
But fire still remembers,
and hearts refuse to lose,
Even when democracy fails,
and autocracy rules.

Yet in the cracks of silence,
a murmur starts to rise,
A spark among the ashes,
a light against the lies.
No empire lasts forever,
no iron chain holds true,
The people will remember—
the power lives in you.

When democracy fails,
and the tyrant writes the rules,
The wise are made to whisper,
and the children march as fools.
But freedom has no graveyard,
it always finds its roots—
Even when democracy fails,
and autocracy rules.

When the People’s Voice Is Silent

Unreleased Mix Of Leaked Songs By, "Corbin" 

Corbin - Leaks

Demo de la canción Julieta de nuestro nuevo EP. 

Julieta (demov2)

In The Moment  (Mixed Live Audio)

POP-FOLK NEW RETRO HIT MIX PART 6 | ПОП-ФОЛК НОВОТО РЕТРО ХИТ МИКС ЧАСТ 6 | 2025

Maya Angelou's poem, "Still I Rise," is a powerful anthem of resilience, dignity, and self-respect. The poem addresses oppression and declares an unwavering spirit of hope and defiance. It is a message of survival and triumph over adversity. This interpretation tries to faithfully turn her poem to meaningful music.
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LYRICS:
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You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies

You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I will rise

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
’Cause I walk like I got oil wells
Pumping in my living room

Just like moons and like suns
With the certainty of tides
Just like hopes springing high
Still I will rise

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes
Shoulders falling down like teardrops
Weakened by my soulful cries

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
’Cause I laugh like I got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard

You may shoot me with your words
You may cut me with your eyes
You may kill me with your hatefulness
But still, like air
I will rise

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs

Out of the huts of history’s shame-

I rise

Up from a past that’s rooted in pain-

I rise

I'm a black ocean
Leaping and wide
Welling and swelling 
I bear in the tide
Leaving behind 
Nights of terror and fear

I rise

Into a daybreak 
That’s wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts 
That my ancestors gave
I am the dream 
And the hope of the slave

I rise

I rise

I rise

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STILL I RISE

Verse 1
All the rain is gone and the clouds are dry
From the weight of tears falling from my eyes
You said you would leave, and you meant it true
Now I’m blue

Verse 2
I don’t know the words that could make you stay
All my pleas fell short, and they slipped away
For the hurt you left carved a wound too wide
Deep inside

Chorus
So I fall down and I close my eyes
As I fade into the dark
And I gather all my broken parts
Cause they ache for where you are
Oh won’t you please stitch up my patchwork heart

Verse 3
Now the nights grow cold and the stars won’t glow
Every dream I held dragged to shadows low
In the still, I chase where your warmth once lay
Far away

Chorus
So I fall down and I close my eyes
As I fade into the dark
And I gather all my broken parts
Cause they ache for where you are
Oh won’t you please stitch up my patchwork heart

My Patchwork Heart

a dark, introspective interpretation of Elton John's, "Goodbye Yellow Brick Road" - a reflection on choices, regret, and the cost of chasing artificiality and false illusions in our modern world. 
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LYRICS:
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When are you gonna come down?
When are you going to land?
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened to my old man

You know you can't hold me forever
I didn't sign up with you

I'm not a present for your friends to open
This boy's too young to be singing
The blues, ah 

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl

You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
Back to the howling old owls
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh, I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road

Ah, ah
Ah, ah

What do you think you'll do then?
I bet they'll shoot down the plane
It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again

Maybe you'll get a replacement
There's plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain't got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you
On the ground, ah

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl

You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
Back to the howling old owls
Hunting the horny back toad

Oh, I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road

Ah, ah
Ah, ah

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THE LAST YELLOW ROAD

REJE REJE - VANE$$A feat. SOFI MARINOVA (DJ Vlady XTD) 174

trying to deal the best you can with living your winter days in a cold and distant rural town
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LYRICS:
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I hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
These hands grow cold
Hearts heavy with sorrow

The wind keeps blowing 
Through these open plains
We’re just waiting out 
The winter rains

Coffee’s hot
But it’s hard to rise
The daylight barely scratches the sky
We hibernate
Lose track of time
Counting the hours till the light

We hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
Through the long nights 
Of the season of the bear

If the light returns
Maybe love will follow
And carry us out of this midnight air

My Becca’s tucked away 
In the basement chair
Everything I say 
Drifts off into the air

She used to laugh in June
With wings upon her back
Now I’m counting down the days 
Till sunlight tracks

We’ve been walking in the frost 
And the grey
Dreaming of spring 
In a world turned away

If the winds will shift
Maybe hearts will too
Bring the warmth back 
To me and you

We hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
Through the long nights 
Of the season of the bear

If the light returns
Maybe love will follow
And carry us out of this midnight air

We’ll hibernate ‘til supper time
Lose ourselves in winter’s rhyme
But I remember brighter skies
When meadowlarks would fly

We hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
Through the long nights 
Of the season of the bear

If the light returns
Maybe love will follow
And, carry us out 
Of this midnight air

We hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
Through the long nights 
Of the season of the bear

If the light returns
Maybe love will follow
Carry us out 
Of this midnight air

Dakota won’t you open
Your dreary skies
So wide and cold

Bring back the warmth 
We’ve been hoping

And let our hearts unfold.

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Season of the Bear - Winter Song

POP-FOLK NEW RETRO HIT MIX PART 7 | ПОП-ФОЛК НОВОТО РЕТРО ХИТ МИКС ЧАСТ 7 | 2025

"A year of love, a heart pressed flat, and one word says it all: PANCAKED.”
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LYRICS:
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You didn’t see me at all,
just walked right through the hall,
like I was part of the wallpaper,
just another face to ignore.

And something in me caved,
like a roof in the rain,
I was flattened, folded,
pancaked on the floor.

Weeks slipped quietly by,
I rehearsed my lines at night,
finally asked you out on Friday,
but you just...
Shook your head.

I was pressed into silence,
crushed where I stood,
flattened under the weight—
pancaked for good.

At last you said yes,
though your smile was paper-thin,
we wandered through the evening,
but you couldn’t wait to end.

Said it was a horrible night,
like the spark had never ignited,
I was smashed, squashed, compressed—
and totally pancaked

Why do I run toward the weight,
when I know it’ll break me down?
Why do I keep my hands out,
just to get knocked around?

Every step feels heavier,
but I keep moving still,
pressed and pressed again
by some invisible will.

I know I’ll end up flattened,
spread out on the ground,
but something inside whispers,
“don’t stop now.”

One year circled back around,
I booked the table, lit the town,
we’d eat, then fall through clouds,
anything to keep you proud.

But the night unraveled fast,
your silence colder than the glass,
I was decimated, leveled, destroyed—
pancaked at last.

Smash, squashed, compressed,
flung against the mess,
leveled, buried, annihilated,
overpowered, decimated—
Pancaked, pancaked!

When the noise is gone,
I’m just lying here still,
spread-eagled in the silence,
knowing I always will.

Sad and tragic,
flattened thin and small,
pancaked again—
and I’ll wait for the fall.

Hands keep turning,
each second pressing in.
I feel myself folded,
compressed by the hours,
pancaked by the weight of days.

Tick by tick,
I’m leveled, smoothed, 
spread thin,
until the cycle starts again...

To be pancaked
All over again.

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PANCAKED AGAIN

Strumming Guitar (me strumming my Taylor 114ce)
Electric Guitar (MIDI with Native instruments mint guitar sound)
Organ (me playing my MIDI keyboard with Logic Pro Bebop Organ sound)
Bass: PG music real track
Drums: EZ drummer 3
Vocals and Back Up Vocals (me singing)
Copyright 2025 Joe Stroffolino
Verse 1
People come into our lives, then fade away like ripples in a pond
We spend time together, it feels so right, but circumstances change and they move on. 
I think about them occasionally, I wonder what they’re up to.
Sometimes I get the urge call them out of the blue.
Chorus
All those different paths that I could have taken
Now I’m lying in the bed of my own making
The clock keeps ticking every single day
I tell myself there’s got to be a better way
Verse 2
People who I haven’t spoken to in such a very long time
We drifted away and now I’m past my prime 
If I walked past them, and they saw my face, would there be any hint of recognition
Cause time has a way of transforming you like a magician

Bridge 
It feels like I’m doing time, I’m just towing the line
Trying to make it through another hard-working day
There’s so much water under that bridge, I’m dying to know what’s on the other side of that ridge, and deep down I know I’m in a prison of my own making

Verse 3
All those Dreams I never followed, I took the safe road
I turned my back on creativity and shifted into a working horse mode
I’m back in the saddle, trying to play the game
Speaking what’s on my mind
It’s a race no one asked me to enter and I’m feeling far behind

Chorus
All those different paths that I could have taken
Now I’m lying in the bed of my own making
The clock keeps ticking every single day
I tell myself there’s got to be a better way
Outro
They say that’s the way the cookie crumbles,
And life can be a series of stumbles 
And all you can do is dust yourself off and try keep right on going

Ripples In A Pond

[Verse]
Aku hanyalah sebuah partai kecil
sayap kiri dari sebuah koalisi
Aku bukan satu-satunya bagian darimu
Namun semua bagian dariku, milikmu
kau adalah ketua fraksiku

[Chorus]
Aku adalah satu dari sekian banyak
Sedangkan kau adalah satu-satunya
Di matamu aku hanyalah salah satu bagian
Namun di mataku kau adalah keseluruhan

[Verse 2]
Aku adalah seorang sosialis
Sedangkan kau seorang kapitalis
aku membagi semua yg aku miliki
kau mengambil semua yang kau bisa

[Chorus]
Aku adalah satu dari sekian banyak
Sedangkan kau adalah satu-satunya
Di matamu aku hanyalah salah satu bagian
Namun di mataku kau adalah keseluruhan

[Chorus]
Aku adalah satu dari sekian banyak
Sedangkan kau adalah satu-satunya
Di matamu aku hanyalah salah satu bagian
Namun di mataku kau adalah keseluruhan

Fraksi

Just an ordinary knucklehead strumming my six-string and singing songs. All songs are original raw recordings of my songwriting journey of healing and finding peace. Maybe one of these days, I'll actually learn how to record and mix better, but until then, I'm just having fun. Many of the thumbnails are my original art creations check out my insta for more art. I hope you like it!

Songs with a twinge of humor (and some a bit more serious).  
I do not use AI to create my songs. 
Recently I have had the urge to pick up my guitars (Taylor 114ce and Fender Squire) and I have been trying to use more guitar in my songs.  
My go to .vst plug ins are  EZkeys 2, EZ Bass and  EZ drummer 3) and my DAW is Logic Pro 11. 
I welcome your comments and enjoy listening to all the great music on SoundCloud. 
All songs are originals and copyrighted.

Hey, I'm from Kansas city/ Florida, bringing you beach vibes, soul/funk, lofi-hiphop with a taste of bass. hope you enjoy 👏🐙

I created this site separate from my blues duo "Kay and Brown".  

I created it to showcase some of the music l've been generating using Suno AI.  This music is 100% AI produced.  This stuff is really great to listen to, I hope you enjoy it too.  
It's Music by any Means.

BÓRDER are presenting their first album called "Millas", an independent release loaded with life experiences, emotions, recovered feelings but specially with guitars and Rock and Roll. Profound, poetic and passionate lyrics elutriate this project from the rest of the indie scene in México. "Millas" tells the story about "ojos de fuego" a lonely girl who has marked the nostalgia of a future that never arrived.

💃🎶 Добре дошъл в храма на ритъма и страстта!
Тук те чакат най-горещите поп-фолк миксове, събрани с вкус и настроение! 🔥
📀 Любими хитове, култови припеви и изненадващи преходи – всичко, което ти трябва за едно добро настроение и купон до зори! 🎉
❤️ Ако миксът те вдигне – харесай!
💬 Имаш любим момент или просто искаш да поздравиш? Коментирай!
👣 И най-важното – последвай ме, за да не изпуснеш новите бомби! 💣
🎧 Готов ли си да вдигнем настроението? Натисни play и нека музиката говори! 🔊

PPMTRAX  are original songs written and performed over the years. Some live recordings have had audio cleaned up for best results. 
PPMTRAX
Producing music for Independent artist paulplattmusic.com (Established 2012) and here on soundcloud/paul-platt-music  ( includes Old & New Tracks Re-mixes etc )
All Rights reserved paulplattmusic.com 2012---->& onward

SINCERE IMPOSTER writes, performs and/or produces a curious mixture of New Wave, Dance, EDM, Folk Rock, Metal, Art Pop, Electro, Dreamwave & Experimental World Pop. Collectively, it's a genre known as QUIRKPOP --- Music that makes you say, "What the hell is this?"

The band currently consists of two members, both living within the same body, sharing a similar existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused. However, both are extremely and unapologetically sincere. 

Influences include Weird Al, Nathan Fielder, David Lynch, Rosalia, Monatik, Atarashii Gakko!, Rammstein, T-Pain and T-Swift. Their favorite inventions are the vacuum and the peach pitter. Their father is simply known as Vessel... who may be an entity or a god.



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